The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1348:

Saul tilted his head back, resting it against the cold, sterile wall. His gaze shifted sideways to Matias, voice low and strained. “Do you truly believe we can deceive Miss Holland?”

The name alone carried weight. Both of them had seen what she was capable of—her reach, her influence, the way her presence seemed to silence a room. It was fear wrapped in elegance. And Saul could never forget how Nate valued Corrine—as if the entire world revolved around her.

Matias stared blankly at the ceiling tiles, lost in his own brooding thoughts. “Let’s hide it as long as we can,” he murmured. His voice was tinged with a weariness that bordered on despair. “With any luck, by the time Miss Holland returns… Mr. Hopkins will have opened his eyes.”

A long sigh escaped Saul. “Let’s hope so.”

Meanwhile, the hotel lobby buzzed with morning chatter. Everyone had gathered after breakfast—everyone except Corrine.

Frowning, Mandy decided to go back to the room to check on her. But just as she was about to enter an elevator, the doors of another elevator slid open.

There was something different about her. Gone was her

chest tightened. Her instincts flared. Had Corrine

herself forward, she swallowed hard and quickened her steps. “Miss Holland, is something the

attention snapping

itself seemed to stretch unnaturally. Every heartbeat thundered like a drum in Mandy’s ears. A cool sweat broke along her back, spreading like icy fingertips trailing down her spine. Her face stiffened, but she kept

corner of her lips, she looked away. “It’s nothing,” she said coolly, already turning.

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industry summit that day revolved around the unveiling of upcoming

project lead, Emily stood at the forefront—designated speaker, the face of

of unease